Bodies of fast paced motions come and go.
Here for just a season and leave for their reasons.
But only I remain growing older with each season.
Loving myself for new undiscovered reasons.
The candle that caries my flames inside grows
bolder and burns brighter with each new day.
Bodies of fast paced motions are called away
while I stand still unbothered by time.
A pen in my hand and a notebook on my lap
with rapid movements of my left hand as I
record the secrets that are found in my vivid
inner world.
So much to discover deep in my waters so
many only swim in the shallow waters of.
Fearful of drowning from my chaotic waves.
But I am not afraid to drown, so I swim as deep
as I can until I reach the bottom.
Swimming with the memories reminding me of
who I am deep inside.
Fast paced motions of bodies pass by with time
once bothered until I remembered I still remain.
I will always remain.
- Author: Destiny\'s Perspective (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: November 2nd, 2022 09:49
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 9
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